His grandaddy smoked and had a taste for booze
Next thing you know, granddaddy's son did too
When the boy had children of his own
Addiction was the only seeds he'd sown
Pass it on, Pass it down
We all need more than a headstone in the gound
Pass it on, At the end
We can leave them all your love, or all your sin
You can make it right or wrong, pass it on
He had a special name for every man
For any one that wasn't just like him
His children used the words they'd heard from dad
If they're not just like we are, we don't like that
Pass it on, Pass it down
We all need more than a headstone in the gound
Pass it on, At the end
We can leave them all your love, or all your sin
You can make it right or wrong, pass it on
He could have left this world without a prayer
Most of the fools that he knew, didn't care
Instead he saved us all from being lost
And did it as they nailed him to the cross
Pass it on, Pass it down
You can teach your children he rose from the ground
Pass it on, At the end
You can leave them all his love, for all your sin
Tell 'em he rolled back the stone, Pass it on
Tell 'em he rolled back the stone... Pass it on
